69 Even if I carry the sandstorm on my back, I hold my ...... in one hand
After a day of roaming in the desert, Klockdahl was unable to perceive the whereabouts of Vivi Lingdong, and after hearing that the king wanted the members of the Baroque Workshop.
Klockdahl had to admit one thing - within an hour, Ling Donglai fled with Weiwei and the others, and possibly Robin.
"Damn, I went to great lengths, made a plan, and created the Baroque Workshop, and it was all destroyed so simply?" Klockdahl reached for his lighter and lit a cigar.
The five-year plan declared bankruptcy.
"Then there's no way, in the final analysis, it's better to use strength to seize it is the fastest means......"
Klockdahl raised his hand, and the endless sand slowly moved towards the nation's capital.
"It's better to wait for death to come, this sandstorm will expand to the end, even I can't control it...... Pants hahahahahaha......"
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"Weiwei, congratulations, the country will definitely stop civil strife by now." Nami sincerely offered her blessings to Vivi.
"Well, thank you too, without your help, I would never have been able to save my country." Vivi said with a smile.
"It's just part of the deal." Ling Donglai stopped.
"When the matter is completely over, we will recommend to the Navy that your wanted warrant be revoked." Vivi's expression darkened, but she still cheered up.
That night, Ling Donglai and the others slept in the palace, and Nami and the others were the most excited, this was the sleeping palace, and they enjoyed the same treatment as the princess.
When he woke up the next day, Ling Donglai realized that something was wrongβwhy was the sky still gloomy, as if a storm was coming.
"Oh no, Captain!" Nami hastily broke through the door of Ling Donglai's room with her clothes on, and she was followed by Golden Week, Robin Weiwei and others.
"Oh no, Captain, the sandstorm, the super huge sandstorm is approaching the capital!" Nami threw herself on Ling Donglai's bed.
Robin: "Ready for the wrath of the Desert King?" Sea Tiger. β
Golden Week: "Oh, it's over, everyone has to be buried in the sand." β
"Do you have all the steel I want?" Ling Dong looked at Weiwei.
"Time is too rushed, there are only 100,000 tons of steel ......," Weiwei worried.
Alabastan does not have much demand for steel, and there can only be so much under the hasty mobilization.
Ling Donglai picked up his shirt and put it on, and when he arrived at the palace, King Kobra was already anxiously pacing back and forth,
"I didn't think that behind the Baroque Work Club was actually the Seven Martial Seas Klockdahl, I was too careless, I thought they could rest assured if they were recruited by the World Government, Klockdahl was called a hero by the people, how dare he ......"
"Maybe it's because of Hades." Robin chuckled.
Kobra's expression froze, "How did he get this kind of news, I see......"
Vivi: "Is that what the sand crocodile is for?" Father, what is Hades? β
Kobra: "That's one of the most vicious ancient weapons, just a legend, I didn't expect Klockdahl to believe such a ridiculous legend...... Heh......"
"The most important thing at the moment is to deal with the invasion of natural disasters, I have asked for help from the nearby navy, but far water can't quench the thirst of the near, and ask Mr. to save me, I have heard of the agreement between my beloved daughter and my husband, and this agreement will naturally be kept."
"Scourge?" Ling Donglai felt the change in the magnetic field, and the territory of the overlord expanded to the limit, enveloping the entire capital.
"Iron Throne!"
Ling Donglai's hair rose slightly, and his eyes flashed crimson...... No, the iron tools of the entire capital were sucked out and gathered into the sky by Ling Donglai, and finally smelted into a whole at a high temperature.
Finally, the ironwork took the shape of a hood and blocked one side of the capital.
The magnetic field is the most powerful defensive force, which cannot be compared with any material, but Ling Donglai is a human and will be tired, so he can't turn on the continuous magnetic field shield, and he needs a shield to help save a little effort.
As time passed, the waiting process was not pleasant, the capital fell silent, and the citizens received the news of the natural disaster, so they all hid at home and waited for the arrival of the giant sandstorm.
They have a lot of experience fighting sandstorms.
A giant sandstorm has finally arrived, covering the sky and the sun.
Countless sands hit the magnetic wall, blocking it, and the iron shield buzzed even more.
"Kuhahahaha, I didn't expect to see you for a few days, you have grown to this point, I really can't keep you!" Klockdahl's voice came from outside.
The sandstorm seemed to form a giant face, and it was as if there was nothing.
"Is that all you have to do with Klockdahl?" The power of 20,000 horses was running, causing Donglai's pupils to redden, and his hair to stand up.
Klockdahl: "Oh, hubris, enjoy the arrival of the Doomsday Scourge, can you stop this wrath of nature?!" β
The harm of sandstorms is not lethality, but damage to the environment, dust particles scattered in the air.
And all of this was blocked by Ling Donglai outside the magnetic field wall.
The magnetic field is the strongest defense, and even those tiny particles cannot break through the protection of the field.
There are more and more particles blocked by the field, and it is no longer possible to see the outside world through the field, because the sand has completely covered the field energy.
Ling Donglai seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back, kneeling on one knee, and the cobweb-like cracks spread for thousands of miles.
"Need my help?" Miss Promotioner, Golden Week, was worried about the paint.
She was really worried that Ling Donglai wouldn't be able to beat Klockdahl, and looking at this stance, Ling Donglai couldn't beat them, and all of them would die.
"Not right now." Ling Donglai refused.
The promotion device is used less than once, and no one knows if it will be directly immune next time, and the strength of 20,000 horses is enough to survive a natural disaster.
The time lasted for three hours, and Ling Donglai was already a little tired.
Fighting is a very physically demanding thing, ordinary people will get tired after a few minutes of fighting, and they can continue to fight for several hours after exercise.
Ling Donglai hadn't fought for three hours yet, so he was a little tired.
"Hmph, the sandstorm can still rage for a day, can it hold on?"
Klockdahl was already aware of Ling Donglai's state.
"Klokdal, you're not even qualified to make me happy at this level, I'm tired of this kind of attack!"
Red lightning appeared around Ling Donglai's body, Ling Donglai's eyes flashed with a breathtaking red glow, and he rushed directly out of the territory of the hegemon, covered with armed color domineering, and blasted towards Klokdahl with a punch at a speed of 200km/s.
"Finally, let me detect you!"
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